Monday, June 8, 2020

Morning Song - Monday after Proper 5

Pentecost - Monday Invitation

Tenor     Soprano     Response     Cantor     Bass     Alto     All    


The Lord is in his ho-ly tem-ple;
let all the earth keep si-lence be-fore him
I was glad when they said to me,
Let us go to the house of the Lord.

Let the words of my mouth
and the med-i-ta-tion of my heart
be ac-cep-ta-ble in your sight, Lord,
my strength and my re-deem-er.

Thus says the high and loft-One
who in-hab-its e-ter-ni-ty,
whose name is Ho-ly,
I dwell in the high and ho-ly place

Send out your light
and your truth, that they may lead me,
and bring me to your ho-ly hill
and to your dwel-ling place.

Give thanks to the Lord, and call up-on his Name;
make known his deeds a-mong the peo-ples.
Lord, o-pen our lips.
And our mouth shall pro-claim your praise.

Glo-ry to the Fath-er, and to the Son,
and to the Ho-ly Spi-rit:
as it was in the be-gin-ning, is now,
and will be for ev-er. A-men.



Monday - Venite

Tenor     Soprano     Response     Cantor     Bass     Alto     All    


Come, let us sing to the Lord;
let us shout for joy to the Rock of our sal-va-tion.
Let us come be-fore his pres-ence with thanks-giv-ing
and raise a loud shout to him with psalms.

For the Lord is great God,
and a great King a-bove all gods.
In his hand are the cav-erns of the earth,
and the heights of the hills are his al-so.

The sea is his, for he made it,
and his hands have mold-ed the dry land.
Come, let us bow down, and bend the knee,
and kneel be-fore the Lord our Mak-er.

For he is our God,
and we are the peo-ple of his pas-ture
and the sheep of his hand.
Oh, that to-day you would heark-en to his voice!



Psalm 56

Tenor     Soprano     Response     Cantor     Bass     Alto     All    


Have mer-cy on me, God,
for men are at-tack-ing me!
All day long hos-tile en-e-mies are tor-ment-ing me.
Those who an-tic-i-pate my de-feat at-tack me all day long.

In-deed, man-y are fight-ing a-gainst me, O Ex-alt-ed One.
When I am a-fraid, trust in you.
In God I boast in his prom-ise
in God I trust, am not a-fraid.

What can mere men do to me?
All day long they cause me trou-ble;
they make a hab-it of plot-ting my de-mise.
They stalk and lurk; they watch my eve-ry step,

As they pre-pare to take my life.
Be-cause they are bent on vio-lence,
do not let them es-cape!
In your an-ger bring down the na-tion, God!

You keep track of my mis-er-y.
Put my tears in your leath-er con-tain-er!
Are they not re-cord-ed in your scroll?
My en-e-mies will turn back when I cry out to you for help;

I know that God is on my side.
In God I boast in his prom-ise
in the Lord I boast in his prom-ise
in God I trust, am not a-fraid.

What can mere men do to me?
I am o-bli-gat-ed to ful-fill the vows I made to you, God;
I will give you the thank of-fer-ings you de-serve,
when you de-liv-er my life from death.

You keep my feet from stumb-ling,
so that I might serve God as en-joy life.
I know that God is on my side.
In God I boast in his prom-ise

Glo-ry to the Fath-er, and to the Son,
and to the Ho-ly Spi-rit:
as it was in the be-gin-ning, is now,
and will be for ev-er. A-men.



Psalm 57

Tenor     Soprano     Response     Cantor     Bass     Alto     All    


Have mer-cy on me,
O God! Have mer-cy on me!
For in you I have tak-en shel-ter.
In the shad-ow of your wings

I take shel-ter un-til trou-ble pass-es.
I cry out for help to God Most High,
to the God who vin-di-cates me.
May he send help from heav-en

and de-liv-er me from my en-e-mies who hurl in-sults!
May God send his loy-al love and faith-ful-ness!
I am sur-round-ed by li-ons;
I lie down a-mong those who want to de-vour me;

men whose teeth are spears and ar-rows,
whose tongues are sharp sword.
Rise up a-bove the sky, God!
May your splen-dor cov-er the whole earth!

They have pre-pared a net to trap me;
I am great-ly dis-cour-aged.
They have dug a pit for me.
But they will fall into it!

I am de-ter-mined, God!
I am de-ter-mined! I will sing and praise you!
A-wake, my soul! A-wake,
O stringed in-stru-ment and harp!

I will wake up at dawn!
I will give you thanks be-fore the na-tion, Lord!
I will sing prais-es to you be-fore for-eign-ers!
For your loy-al love ex-tends be-yond the sky,

Your faith-ful-ness reach-es the clouds.
Rise up a-bove the sky, God!
May your splen-dor cov-er the whole earth!
Your faith-ful-ness reach-es the clouds.

Glo-ry to the Fath-er, and to the Son,
and to the Ho-ly Spi-rit:
as it was in the be-gin-ning, is now,
and will be for ev-er. A-men.



Psalm 58

Tenor     Soprano     Response     Cantor     Bass     Alto     All    


Do you rul-ers real-ly pro-nounce just de-ci-sions?
Do you judge peo-ple fair-ly?
No! You plan how to do what is un-just;
you deal out vio-lence in the earth.

The wick-ed turn a-side from birth;
li-ars go a-stray as soon as they are born.
Their ven-om is like that of snake,
like a deaf ser-pent that does not hear,

That does not re-spond to the ma-gi-cian,
or to skilled snake charm-er.
O God, break the teeth in their mouths!
Smash the jaw bones of the li-ons, Lord!

Let them dis-ap-pear like wat-er that flows a-way!
Let them with-er like grass!
Let them be like a snail that melts a-way as it moves a-long!
Let them be like still-born ba-bies that nev-er see the sun!

Be-fore the kind-ling is ev-en placed un-der your pot,
he will sweep it a-way
a-long with both the raw and cooked meat.
The god-ly will re-joice when they see venge-ance car-ried out;

They will bathe their feet in the blood of the wick-ed.
Then ob-serv-ers will say, Yes in-deed, the god-ly are re-ward-ed!
Yes in-deed, there is God!
A God who judg-es in the earth

Glo-ry to the Fath-er, and to the Son,
and to the Ho-ly Spi-rit:
as it was in the be-gin-ning, is now,
and will be for ev-er. A-men.


A reading from Ecclesiastes 7:1-14



A good reputation is better than precious perfume;
likewise, the day of one’s death is better than the day of one’s birth.

It is better to go to a funeral
than a feast.
For death is the destiny of every person,
and the living should take this to heart.


Sorrow is better than laughter,
because sober reflection is good for the heart.


The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning,
but the heart of fools is in the house of merrymaking.


It is better for a person to receive a rebuke from those who are wise
than to listen to the song of fools.


For like the crackling of quick-burning thorns under a cooking pot,
so is the laughter of the fool.
This kind of folly also is useless.


Surely oppression can turn a wise person into a fool;
likewise, a bribe corrupts the heart.


The end of a matter is better than its beginning;
likewise, patience is better than pride.


Do not let yourself be quickly provoked,
for anger resides in the lap of fools.


Do not say, “Why were the old days better than these days?”
for it is not wise to ask that.


Wisdom, like an inheritance, is a good thing;
it benefits those who see the light of day.


For wisdom provides protection,
just as money provides protection.
But the advantage of knowledge is this:
Wisdom preserves the life of its owner.


Consider the work of God:
For who can make straight what he has bent?


In times of prosperity be joyful,
but in times of adversity consider this:
God has made one as well as the other,
so that no one can discover what the future holds.


Here ends the reading.
Thanks be to God!



Monday - First Song of Isaiah

Tenor     Soprano     Response     Cantor     Bass     Alto     All    


Sure-ly, it is God who saves me;
I will trust in him and not be a-fraid.
For the Lord is my strong-hold and my sure de-fense,
and he will be my Sav-ior.

There-fore you shall draw wa-ter with re-joic-ing
from the springs of sal-va-tion.
And on that day you shall say,
Give thanks to the Lord and call up-on his Name;

Make his deeds known a-mong the peo-ples;
see that they re-mem-ber that his Name is ex-alt-ed.
Sing the prais-es of the Lord,
for he has done great things,

And this is known in all the world.
Cry a-loud, in-hab-it-ants of Zi-on, ring out your joy,
for the great one in the midst of you
is the Ho-ly One of Is-ra-el.

Glo-ry to the Fath-er, and to the Son,
and to the Ho-ly Spi-rit:
as it was in the be-gin-ning, is now,
and will be for ev-er. A-men.


A reading from Galatians 4:12-20



I beg you, brothers and sisters, become like me, because I have become like you. You have done me no wrong!

But you know it was because of a physical illness that I first proclaimed the gospel to you, and though my physical condition put you to the test, you did not despise or reject me. Instead, you welcomed me as though I were an angel of God, as though I were Christ Jesus himself!Where then is your sense of happiness now? For I testify about you that if it were possible, you would have pulled out your eyes and given them to me! So then, have I become your enemy by telling you the truth?

They court you eagerly, but for no good purpose; they want to exclude you, so that you would seek them eagerly. However, it is good to be sought eagerly for a good purpose at all times, and not only when I am present with you. My children – I am again undergoing birth pains until Christ is formed in you! I wish I could be with you now and change my tone of voice, because I am perplexed about you.

Here ends the reading.
Thanks be to God!



Monday - Song of the Redeemed

Tenor     Soprano     Response     Cantor     Bass     Alto     All    


O rul-er of the u-ni-verse, Lord God,
great deeds are they that you have done,
sur-pas-sing hu-man un-der-stand-ing.
Your ways are ways of right-eous-ness and truth,

O King of all the ages.
Who can fail to do you hom-age, Lord,
and sing the prais-es of your Name?
for you on-ly are the Ho-ly One.

All na-tions will draw near
and fall down be-fore you,
be-cause your just and ho-ly works
have been re-vealed. Al-le-lu-ia, a-men!

Glo-ry to the Fath-er, and to the Son,
and to the Ho-ly Spi-rit:
as it was in the be-gin-ning, is now,
and will be for ev-er. A-men.


Monday Creed

Tenor     Soprano     Response     Cantor     Bass     Alto     All    


We be-lieve in God, the Fath-er al-might-y,
cre-a-tor of heav-en and earth.
We be-lieve in Je-sus Christ,
his on-ly son, our Lord.

He was con-ceived by the pow-er of the Ho-ly Spi-rit
and born of the Vir-gin Ma-ry.
He suf-fered un-der Pon-tius Pi-late,
was cru-ci-fied, died, and was bur-ied.

He de-scend-ed to the dead.
On the third day he rose a-gain.
He a-scend-ed into heav-en,
and is seat-ed at the right hand of the Fath-er.

He will come a-gain
to judge the liv-ing and the dead.
We be-lieve in the Ho-ly Spi-rit,
the ho-ly cath-o-lic Church,

the com-mun-ion of saints,
the for-give-ness of sins,
the res-ur-rec-tion of the bod-y,
and the life ev-er-last-ing. A-men.



Monday - Our Father

Tenor     Soprano     Response     Cantor     Bass     Alto     All    


The Lord be with you.
And al-so with you. A-men.
Our Fath-er in heav-en,
hal-low-ed be your Name.

Your king-dom come,
your will be done, on earth as in heav-en.
Give us to-day our dai-ly bread.
For-give us our sins as we for-give those who sin a-gainst us.

Save us from the time of tri-al,
and de-liv-er us from e-vil.
For the king-dom, the pow-er, and the glo-ry are yours,
now and for ev-er. A-men.



Monday - Suffrages A

Tenor     Soprano     Response     Cantor     Bass     Alto     All    


Show us your mer-cy, Lord;
And grant us your sal-va-tion.
Clothe your min-is-ters with right-eous-ness;
Let your peo-ple sing with joy.

Give peace, O Lord, in all the world;
For on-ly in you can we live in safe-ty.
Lord, keep this na-tion un-der your care;
And guide us in the way of jus-tice and truth.

Let your way be known up-on earth;
Your sav-ing health a-mong all na-tions.
Let not the need-y, O Lord, be for-got-ten;
Nor the hope of the poor be tak-en a-way.

Cre-ate in us clean hearts, God;
And sus-tain us with your Ho-ly Spi-rit.
Show us your mer-cy, Lord;
And grant us your sal-va-tion.






Almighty God, Lord of heaven and earth: We humbly pray that your gracious providence may give and preserve to our use the harvests of the land and of the seas, and may prosper all who labor to gather them, that we, who are constantly receiving good things from your hand, may always give you thanks; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever. 
Amen.

A Collect for the Renewal of Life
O God, the King eternal, whose light divides the day from the night and turns the shadow of death into the morning: Drive far from us all wrong desires, incline our hearts to keep your law, and guide our feet into the way of peace; that, having done your will with cheerfulness while it was day, we may, when night comes, rejoice to give you thanks; through Jesus Christ our Lord. 
Amen.

A Prayer for Mission
O God, you have made of one blood all the peoples of the earth, and sent your blessed Son to preach peace to those who are far off and to those who are near: Grant that people everywhere may seek after you and find you; bring the nations into your fold; pour out your Spirit upon all flesh; and hasten the coming of your kingdom; through Jesus Christ our Lord. 
Amen.


General Thanksgiving

Tenor     Soprano     Response     Cantor     Bass     Alto     All     


Al-might-y God, Fa-ther of all mer-cies,
we your un-wor-thy serv-ants give you hum-ble thanks
for all your good-ness and lov-ing kind-ness
to us and to all whom you have made.

We bless you for our cre-a-tion, pres-er-va-tion,
and all the bles-sings of this life;
but a-bove all for your im-meas-ur-a-ble love
in the re-demp-tion of the world by our Lord Je-sus Christ;

for the means of grace, and for the hope of glo-ry.
And, we pray, give us such an a-ware-ness of your mer-cy,
that with tru-ly thank-ful hearts
we may show forth your praise,

not on-ly with our lips, but in our lives,
by giv-ing up our selves to your ser-vice,
and by walk-ing be-fore you
in ho-li-ness and right-eous-ness all our days;

through Je-sus Christ our Lord,
to whom, with you and the Ho-ly Spi-rit,
be ho-nor and glo-ry
through-out all the ag-es. A-men.



Monday - Closing Blessings

Tenor     Soprano     Response     Cantor     Bass     Alto     All     


The grace of our Lord Je-sus Christ,
and the love of God our Fath-er,
and the fel-low-ship of the Ho-ly Spi-rit,
be with us all ev-er-more. A-men.

Thanks be to God!
May the God of hope fill us
with all joy and peace in be-liev-ing
through the pow-er of the Ho-ly Spi-rit. A-men.




Music from the Vox Barnabas Psalter, a collection of 60 Chant Scores by John Johansen, 
released to Public Domain March 30, 2020.

Scriptures from the New English Translation (NET) Bible, used with permission.

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